Subtle Self Pleasure

A long wait turned into 3 hours of solo edging that brought me to right to the tipping point of spilling over into orgasm several times. I bring you up close with my pussy pulsing in the camera, and my body quivering into giggles of almost tipping over but catching myself, again and again, squeezing my legs to disperse the pleasure.

This video is a short little moment from a sexting exchange I shared with someone that lasted hours and involved us both ravenously horny in red light 🏮

Hours of cuddling, music, soft sensual touch all culminated into this moment of passionate connective sex in the red light at midnight ❤️

Whenever the sun is out, my sensual earthen self loves to bask in the suns radiant, arousing energy! As a voyeur and exhibitionist, the idea of my neighbors spying on me from beyond the barrier of the fence, or even just hearing the echo of my orgasm floating in the wind gives me a ton of excitement! 🤭🌞✨ I hope you enjoy it as much as I did 🤍

After being interrupted by some passersby during a slower passionate moment, we finish with intensity and heat ❤️‍🔥

On this morning, I found myself meditating at my altar space: listening, extending questions, finding gratitude and presence. Somehow presence with the spiritual often arouses my body. I grabbed a vibrator, stripped my clothes and came back to this sacred space naked, to honor my pleasure. I was almost late to work from fully releasing into this moment with myself 🙏🏽💦

Pure devoted time to worshipping my husbands literally perfect cock! How am I so lucky to be the one with full access to praise, suck, slap, spit on, lick and taste his addictive cock? 🫠🫠 maybe we don't need to know, we can just observe the magic together!

Sometimes love challenges us, brings us to our knees, and requires our ego's to dissipate entirely. This video captures the passion we encountered after reconciling; finding our way back to the divine love that tethers us, connects us to bliss, and ultimately heals our hearts. One orgasm at a time 🤍

My husband and I fell into a connective moment after dinner that turned into a delicious rapture of eye contact that felt like mutual possession of the other; both of us, right where we wanted to be. Connection through cock worship, rough fucking, several positions and an intense gaze at the other.

Chronic illness is not represented enough in pleasure. In many ways it can exist as a barrier to feeling good, and at the same time, it teaches you how to truly feel the pleasurable moments in the body when they are there. This is an example of sensuality that is mundane, and mundane moments that become sensual in a body that is experiencing pain 🤎